Does blood ever spill
Of those who took the final race ?
Why do I say these words ?
These feelings are besides my own
Living, giving, striking
Dying to do our best
A dead will burned to misery
As infinity consumes the Mind
(solo: P.G.)
Drown...
Infernal blindness salutes with rotten lips
Possessive imagination
Retarded remains cremation
Fear falls to human forms
Down where feelings lie apart
One space following another
And I... Why did I hurt?
Burning...
Burning...
(solo: N.T.)
Does blood ever spill
Of those who took the final race ?
Why do I say these words ?
These feelings are besides my own
Living, giving, striking
Dying to do our best
A dead will burned to misery
As infinity consumes the Mind